Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer.
I cry with my voice unto Jehovah;
With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.
I pour out my complaint before him;
I show before him my trouble.
When my spirit {Or, fainted}was overwhelmed within me,
Thou knewest my path.
In the way wherein I walk
Have they hidden a snare for me.
Look on my right hand, and see;
For there is no man that knoweth me:
Refuge hath failed me;
No man careth for my soul.
I cried unto thee, O Jehovah;
I said, Thou art my refuge,
My portion in the land of the living.
Attend unto my cry;
For I am brought very low:
Deliver me from my persecutors;
For they are stronger than I.
Bring my soul out of prison,
That I may give thanks unto thy name:
The righteous shall {Or, crown themselves because of me}compass me about;
For thou wilt deal bountifully with me.
Querverweise zu Psalm 142,6 Ps 142,6
Wherefore hidest thou thy face,And forgettest our affliction and our oppression?
For our soul is bowed down to the dust:Our body cleaveth unto the earth.
Rise up for our help,And redeem us for thy lovingkindness' sake.
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.Jehovah, how are mine adversaries increased!Many are they that rise up against me.
Remember not against us the iniquities of our forefathers:Let thy tender mercies speedily meet us;For we are brought very low.
But mine enemies are lively, and are strong;And they that hate me {Hebrew: falsely.}wrongfully are multiplied.
Jehovah preserveth the simple:I was brought low, and he saved me.
He will send from heaven, and save me,When he that would swallow me up reproacheth; [SelahGod will send forth his lovingkindness and his truth.
Who remembered us in our low estate;For his lovingkindness endureth for ever;
My soul is among lions;I {Or, must lie}lie among them that are set on fire,Even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows,And their tongue a sharp sword.
For the enemy hath persecuted my soul;He hath smitten my life down to the ground:He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul;The mighty gather themselves together against me:Not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O Jehovah.
Make haste to answer me, O Jehovah; my spirit faileth:Hide not thy face from me,Lest I become like them that go down into the pit.
After whom is the king of Israel come out? after whom dost thou pursue? after a dead dog, after a flea.
Who shall lay anything to the charge of God's elect? {Or, Shall God that justifieth?}It is God that justifieth;
Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us.